Sirius X Harry Novels & Stories

He won't want to mention names to avoid being kicked out of the table. Instead, he stretched his arms out to the vain man in front of him, still searching for what his sister saw in him anyway, and with a satisfied smirk watch the awe in his eyes at the gesture. "I'm the Xavier Salvador. Nice to meet you," Brian met his shake enthusiastically while Melissa watched the exchange with a sardonic smile.

Harry indeed got his son back, but the mischievous environment which they were having now in their house was something which he always missed in these many years. Swara had the nature just like his wife Aadhira, feisty yet innocent. Harrison knew that Sebastian was his Xerox copy in attitude, but he also knew that only Swara, can control his attitude like the way Aadhira tamed his years back. “Get well soon dear,” Harry said while caressing Swara’s head a little and came out. He came out and found Vidhant was sitting on the chair, and was sipping his coffee. Harry came towards him and sat down beside him. He sips his coffee, which Vidhant passed him. “What you both did with that girl respons

continued Jedidiah and Luca couldn’t help but smile. “If Saint is the moon then i think that Harry is the sun.” “Will you stop interrupting?” Jedidiah smacked Williams on the back of his head. “Yah, I have a concussion remember?”. was Williams’s reply. “Like I said the two are complete opposites. Saint is quiet, lazy, and grumpy while Harry is loud, energetic, and happy,” Jedidiah explained to Luca whole ignoring him. “Harry is also an amazing dancer and likes to choreograph the dances for the little high school kids from where we had graduated. Though unfortunately he isn’t thinking of being a choreographer as a career choice... because if he had then I’m sure that he would have aced it”.

His tone was grazed with sarcasm. Harold scoffed and turned away from the window. "You must have really grown up Matteo Rodriguez…Seeing as you doesn't sneak up like a thief behind me…" Matteo laughed. "What brings you here this time?" Harold asked as he stepped away from the window and lowered himself into a seat. "Don't tell me you have given up already?"Matteo shakes his head. Harold has always been a chicken. Little wonder Lucas always won him. "Whose fault it is we are here right now? Huh? You can't even put one woman under control, how dare you think of leading the vampire clan?" Harold slammed at him.

Said Fanky. "What's the issue?" Arosh inquired. "Didn't you see Harry's tiger look prior on you? It resembles life will gobble you up conversing with Harry prior." Said Fanky. "Huh, you saw that as well." Said Arosh. "Obviously, he was continuously looking before and appeared to need to stand up and uphold Harry prior." Said Fanky. "Is it safe to say that you are significant, please?" "How is Harry? Assuming your sweetheart Harry is supposed to be, on the off chance that your folks need to remain with Harry?

And I caught sight of his fangs but he was not a vampire, his fangs were of the size of the werewolves. A werewolf? “Guess, you’ve mastered hiding your scent,” I said, half a smile on my face, and neither of us looked away as our gazes met. “And you still managed to notice. Miss…?” He lifted his thick arched brow and I extended my hand with my name, but a fake one, “Hana…” His smirk only got more prominent at my name, “King…” he shook my hand lightly and I noticed his hand was large, warm, with impossibly long fingers and of course the veins.

Victor has no idea what the f*ck Ariadne's talking about, which sets him on razor's edge. "-That was me, motherf*cker. That week, I smoked those black dragons like a Queen." Victor knows that Harry deals in expensive cigars, black dragons being his favorite. Something connects in the wolf's mind. Ariadne had once stolen from Harry, probably under Arthur's orders. Harry offers no insight into how his warehouse could have been hit except this. "F*cking barrels." "I saw you way before you first saw me," Ariadne hums. It never occurred to Victor that Ariadne knew who Harry was before the first introduction.

Harry Evermore was the forensics department's techno-geek. He was a wizard with anything related to computers and machines. He was tall, skinny with shoulder-length black hair and glasses. Likewise, he didn't need the glasses, though. He had a perfect vision, but they made him look nerdy. He was also a werewolf, an omega to be precise. “Harry, can you hook up the dashcam to my laptop?” asked Clara, the object of his affection. “We'll be able to see things a lot better on my screen.”

I felt like the wolf and I kept on locking eyes , as if he was sent her to retrieve me – my mind races , assuming that King Alexander had sent him to get me ; it could be that he belongs to the king. “Don’t move…” Xavier warns us all , when he sees Andrew slowly reaching for his sword as well. However , the furry beast sees that to and growls loudly at him , which makes him stop his pursue immediately. From the corner of my eyes , I see Xaviers hand firmly grasp the handle of his sword and he softly pulls the weapon out of it’s cover. He then slowly proceeds to walk closer to it – my mind racing , wondering on what he is going to do ; what if the creature realises what he is doing and attac

Helen added. “Shut it, old hag!” Harry slapped Helen across the face. “Tyr Summers, Winifred Zea? I have never heard of those names! The king of Khanh City, huh? Well then, I am the god they worship! “You! Drag these fools out and give them a beating they will never forget! Nobody is going to stop me today!” A few of the men quickly pulled Helen and Jacob aside, while Harry went to the delivery room and kicked hard on the doors.